Kirk Tabris | By : YGuy Category: +A through F > Dragon Age (all) > Dragon Age (all) Views: 6014 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Wedding Day: Extra
He had made Soris and the women go ahead of him and head back to the Alienage, reassuring his cousins and his bride-to-be that he would be along shortly and wouldn’t get caught on his way out of the Arl’s estate. He had told them he just needed a moment to regain his composure, which would be understandable considering he’d just snuffed out the lives of several dozen guards, and three lordlings, one of which was the Arl’s son. That, however, was not the case. It was a necessary lie to his cousins and betrothed to get them to leave him alone long enough to pay his respects to the deceased Vaughan. Shianni didn’t want to go without him, she acted as if it was just because she was worried for Kirk’s safety but he knew she was scared and damaged, even though she didn’t want show it. This monster had done something unspeakable to her, to Shianni, to his cousin and it was something he would not forgive, ever, the man was dead, dead by his hands but he was not forgiven. Vaughan stared up at the remorseless elf standing over his corpse, one eye speared with the single arrow it took to slay the man, the other empty and cold like the lordling’s naked body. Kirk had stripped Vaughan of his clothing, taking the fineries for his own; and if they did not fit him he knew he could pawn them. The dead lord’s noble apparel was in perfect condition, having been spared any damage due to the swiftness and nature of his death. There was no guilt only a bitter taste in his mouth and a slight sense of satisfaction; Kirk honestly believed this man deserved to die, but a man of his stature, no matter how despicable, also deserved a proper send-off from his slayer. Kirk smiled down at Vaughan, foot planted either side of his body, pants and underwear pooled at his knees , a grunt sounding somewhere in the back of his throat as he gave the erection that had been raging in his pants all day one final stroke, squirting his hot, ropey cum all over the dead man’s face. Yes, this was exactly the send-off a man of Vaughan’s stature deserved.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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